Freedom

It's about time someone said it.

Freedom is just a feeling.

Freedom is a faith in the future

That tomorrow can be better than today.

One leg or three, deaf or blind,

Men or women, in-between and beyond,

Who wouldn't want to have

A reason to wake up in the morning

With a smile on their face.

That's the core belief

Which proves slavery so heinous.

While a working man can dread their toil,

They can still own love, wealth, and good health.

What little hope the enslaved might have,

Are crushed by iron and leaden hearts.

Know freedom as it is,

And ask yourself this.

What use is flaunting can-dos, and had-been-dones?

What good comes of taunting they who hold dreams anew?

If love is beyond good and evil, then let freedom be too.

Only then can we revere freedom

And let it guide us into this brave new world.